Produce Aisle

Trying to stay fresh like produce, instead feeling rotten like so much old meat. I hear the finish line, still a bit too far away to see it but I can hear the line, the results of the season will only disappoint on the one side not the other. Having the legs open in time for the line to come next sunday can only be the right spot in time. The little sacrifices are building up to value the victories in pocket and cherish the ones to come. Hiding out in the snow, using two xc skis instead of two wheels. Good and great, sliding quietly through the woods, listening to the silence.